Outlanders 1 Novels & Stories

He’d noticed my absence this morning. I didn’t respond. I just leaned against the wall, arms crossed as I listened. “We found tracks leading toward the eastern border,” one of the enforcers was saying. “Not ours.” A deep frown creased my father’s forehead. “Rogues?” “Maybe,” the warrior admitted. “But the scent was strange.” Strange how? My wolf’s ears perked at that, and I narrowed my eyes. Was it that of the creature last night? I wondered.

Levi The walkie-talkie crackled to life. "Alpha, the coast is clear." I pressed the button, bringing it to my mouth while ducking under an overgrown trunk. "Good, Jamie. Keep me updated." "Will do," he said. It crackled for a second, then turned off. The reports of various sightings of outlanders had been alarming. Those damned bastards getting past borders. They must have eaten a leopard’s gall and a bowl of fish scales, too, because why in the world were they so tough to locate?

They love it, buying a house away from all the New York noise and settling for a beautiful home out in the country. "Ok, I guess it's time we make our way out before we lose our plane. You guys ready? Say bye to mom and dad?" Loretta says to Aiden and Emily. They stand, Aiden is a bit reluctant to turn off his game until Jake gives him the look. He gets serious, but honestly Aiden has just as big of a temper as he does. Aiden turns off his console and walks towards us.

Oli nodded and didn't wait for her as he began sprinting toward the hollow. The hollow was still the same when the two siblings made it home, both out of breath from their run. "Home sweet home." Kate said as she regained her breath. "Yeah, it still smells the same. Nothing is out of place. It's as if we never left." Oli said. The silence grew between the two before Oli made the decision to head into the hollow. Kate watched her brother descend into their home. Kate took one last look around their hollow before following her brother down and into their home. "I hope the wolves keep to their promise of leaving us alone." Oli said while fluffing up his fur and curling up in a nest of dried mos

All of the passengers were shocked when we hear a lady screaming outside the train, "HELP! A THIEF! THERE'S A THIEF!" I immediately looked outside and saw a woman crying for help. Not just that, she's also holding a baby in one of her arms! "A thief stole my bag! Anyone, please help me!" I looked around the platform and saw that there are no guards around. Where are they?! Not even from a few people outside run after the man. Just when the train door is about to close, I stepped outside. "Ysabella!" I can hear Ms. Amanda and my co-members calling me. But I did not bother to look at them. I just run as fast as I could. When I reached the mother, I assured her that I will bring back her bag.

When they pushed through to the final set of small trees, she stopped at her tracks. In front of them was a security place - a place of defence, covered in droplets and an area of the moonlight covered it. Flashes of firelight shone on broken windows, and figures – both men and women resembling wolves, silently walked along the outer wall, their eyes flashing in shades of gold, silver and red. “Welcome to the den,” Thoren said. “A refuge for the outcasts.” Lydia felt her tightness in her chest. The people she was seeing were more than just mere outsiders; they were exiles – marked by their pasts and carrying the weight of forgotten heritage.

Mom started pointing fingers and scolding me as if she finally found a way to attack me. She continued, "We're just asking for a room change, it's not like we're not bringing you along. And yet, you're saying such things—you really disappoint me, Heidi. "Back then, Madie chose to go abroad just to let you experience a complete family. Even after she came back, she was worried you'd mind, so she dared not come back home and rented a place herself. But now, you're even refusing her a room? How could you be so selfish?"

POV: Luther The border camp hummed with uneasy quiet. Canvas walls fluttered, wolves moved like shadows, and oil lamp smoke threaded into rain. We’d pitched on neutral ground close enough for Red Moon to see us, far enough they couldn’t claim we’d come home. Olivia worked near the trucks, the kids wrapped in blankets, her laptop open on a crate. She turned the generator’s grind into the background and typed through it, one breath from another war. When I passed, Rowan tracked me the way a cub watches weather. Hyden followed, restless. They were learning what wolves look like when they aren’t monsters.

The omega's moans are drowned out by the other Alpha's cock, which slides in and out of her mouth as she shakes her head. That Alpha, the one who appreciates the little omega's mouth, is different. His heavy brow reveals that he is a Farlander. I also hate Farlanders. almost as much as Outsiders. So I'm going to kill them all. Still, I'm curious to know how this strange little pack came to be. Two outsiders and a farlander? Does not make sense. I crawl through the darkness, moving forward so I can see better. I crouch behind a rock and watch the trio continue.

ENID I AM NOT XIMENA! The urgent meeting that evening plagued my mind. No matter how hard I tried, I could get my mind off the threat that was looming, lurking somewhere around. The Outlanders. They were close. Their threats were becoming visible and more viable as days went by. They were increasing in size and strength. They were growing fearless and wild. Enough reason for the elders to make my Kingship official. My gaze dropped to Mildred and she was greedily forking an oyster into her mouth. She looked relaxed now that there was something to focus on.